Shego

[Private to Bernard]

Hey. Black. You're into books, right?  Do not make me do a public survey for nerds.

I have concerns of a literary nature and I am seriously hoping you're sober.

[Private to Mozenrath, added later]

Hey, sunshine.  Need your creepy occult wisdom.

[Strikes are unreadable; also, her previous entry has been filtered to only those who commented on it initially.]

JUST KNOCK IT OFF ALREADY, FOR THE LOVE OF

So. Nice day, huh? The sun's nonexistent and the sky is...kinda black and depressing.

...seriously, how is it that nobody here dies of chronic Vitamin D deficiency? Vampires excepted, which is a phrase I never thought I'd use. Does the Admiral pump it through the ventilation shafts or something?

[Private to self]

Ugh, I really like it better when the bad stuff goes down and it's my fault. Which I guess it kinda was?

[To JD]

[No message, but you'll find a copy of Bret Easton Ellis' American Psycho from the library left anonymously outside your door.  Responsible choice, no?]

[Private to Ethan]

Your diagrams? Amusing and instructive. This heap needs more people like you.

[Private to Kirk]

Where are you? I've been at your door like five times and nothing.

( [Private to Mozenrath] )